THE ONE YOU GET

Ace of spades in the pouring rain.

Fountain of youth going down the drain.

I missed this years’ December shows. 

Behind a fence a city grows.

 

An old man in a broken room.

Whistling half-remembered tunes.

No children. No wife. 

He didn’t want that kind of life.

 

Here’s the one you get.

Whatcha gonna do with it?

Oh, and when you’re through.

Oh, what will you do? What will you do?

 

A thousand miles away from there.

A man shakes memories from his hair.

Dreams the ghosts of winters’ past. 

Hoping this one’s not his last.

 

Lights go on upon the tree.

And one goes out inside of me.

And there’s no rattling Marley here to scare me into Christmas cheer.

 

Everybody makes mistakes.

You have to pay for what you break.

With heavy heart and deep denial, 

I take one more card from the pile.

 

Here’s the one you get.

Whatcha gonna do with it?

When it’s all through.

What will you do? 

 

 

Jim Walker - Strumstick, Bass, Keyboards, Percussion, Snare Drum, Lead Vocals